Bar Adventures part 3

There came a time in an author's, trapped inside his own stories, life when he has to face the consequences of the weird world he had created. My time at the bar was quite fun and quite fulfilling, though readers would likely disagree.

The System for Dummies was desperately doing its utmost to salvage the plot line and make this world interesting. Even at this very moment, it would have accepted the comments other people left in the comments.

Yet, the crowd interaction with these special few people I got to call my readers was non-existent. Outside of a few people, my fleshy vessel had egged to leave a comment there was nothing.

That was why literally nothing was happening in this story. Have a guess at why the only events were things that had no significance whatsoever.

A certain someone was buying time to set up the "main event".

[Oi, mate what happened to acting like you were suffering from the stupid?]

System, you were running and reading the Script. I would do everything in the name of the plot. If that meant acting stupid and braindead then I would have read system novels to prepare for my role.

But, why should I act like this any longer than it was not needed? Besides, a "High IQ" was not needed to figure out that we were just buying time here. Whom could we tell that an omnipotent System was defeated by its host having to walk for a few hours?

It was a fun idea, but just like any fun idea that cooperations find initial success in, it quickly lost its flavour, after being hammered down the audience's throat over and over again.

Besides what were these cryptic mission details. Find the NR 1 apologize and bring peace were not exactly easy to understand.

Before you go full-smartass on me, It was way too obvious that you were planning something.

The number 1 would obviously refer to the first dude of these million psychos; but then there would be no twist. And a system novel without unnecessary twists and turns was not a system novel.

Instead, the Nr. 1 would refer to the original dumbass on whom they were based on. This "big reveal" would leave the readers creaming their pants. All the while they would throw more money at the author to support his big brain plans.

Obviously, peace was also just a stupid far-fetched reference that no sane soul could probably guess. Bringing peace over land would mean nothing more than teaching these morons about the peace sign with your fingers.

Cuz, one would literally bring peace over the land that way.

[Damn dude, you don't have to ruin the plot I have spent ages on thinking about. Using spoilers ain't cool bruh. Now, we gotta add even more filler chapters to add another weird twist nobody would expect.]

While we were at it, could we just get rid of this big city? This could never exist in this world to begin with; it was simply an idea I had given up on.

The concept of civilisation was really fun to explore, but I simply was too stupid about how my characters would be building it. Quite some time was spent, thinking about how to insert it into my story.

Well, as I thought and thought I realized... this story was not worth the effort and dropped it.

There was no big origin story behind this world; merely a stupid author that had fewer brain cells to spare than the story required. Certainly quite certain a shock to some, but quality writing needed an author aware of their own strengths and weaknesses.

Since I learned a bitter lesson that day, you would never catch me with complicated setting ideas ever again. From now on, there were only stories involving fart jokes and smut.

.... for a hot second, the two readers of mine were very concerned about what would follow. Let me reassure the few people that still read this story. If I would be able to write smut without cringing of the planet's surface, I would have done it in a heartbeat.

[Nice backstory dude, but who asked? Y'all want content I shall give you the greatest of content.]

Come on, it would require a major asspull to tie all of this together. Just admit it, I had run into the same issue countless times by now. Usually, the story would then be dropped or the chapters deleted.

You were not going to listen to me, right? Nope, you were definitely not going to listen to me.

[Initating Maximum Stupidity.]

System, we can talk about this, you do not have to prove yourself. Please, whatever you were trying to do, do not do that. Let us just take a step back and find a solution together.

[Loading Wishmoppu.exe]

System, why did you load the character file from the previous universe? The joke of my body being taken over was really funny back then, but please keep this sentient mop out of this story. I have no idea what your goal was, but what I currently saw scared me.

[Start Doomsday scenario 1.2_case scenario "Summoning of the Purifier"]

System? SYSTEM? SYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYSTEM?????? Come to your senses or else this entire story would be done for.

No, no, no, the walls of this setting had begun to crack due to the different universes crashing into one another.

The space-time continuum was in utter shambles... what....was....happening here?

....

[ Host, you wanted to detail this story so, so badly. Hence, dear author, you are granted the chance to truly shine. Feel free to enjoy this little bonus episode, which was not part of any script.]

[See you in the next universe should you be able to solve this. ]

[Bye! Bye!]

Bye, bye my glorious buttocks. Did that SOB just fuse the 2 worlds to summon the sentient Mop? The doomsday plotline was intended for the End of this book, not at the beginning when I had not even access to all my other characters.

[Mission update: Put the heaven-sweeping mop to rest before it cleanses your very soul and this entire world....Destroy the ancient evil demon |Wishmoppu| and save the Endless Grasslands from Its cheeks getting clapped ]

Well, this did not sound like too big of a problem...

Though, I had learned my lesson and took a step out of the "Plot" tavern to see for myself how "big" the problem was.

Lemme just say the problem was big as my motherfucking Mum. Why was that thing the size of a literal mountain?

This was not fair... That was not fairrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.